gone with the wind (7/17)

i feel the air against my skin

warm, and soft, like your touch.

the gentle roaming cars pass by

towards the lazy afterglow of the sun.

i feel the air against my skin

slow, but fleeting, like your love.

straining, i can almost hear your voice

as it was on that night-

rhaspy as you tried to hush

to protect the silent stillness.

words you spoke

filled the sky above with stars.

the moons pale glow; lit up in your eyes-

(oh those eyes, i could stare into for hours).

i feel the air against my skin

just a whisper, then it’s past.

it’s gentle wandering makes me long for what

went by too fast.

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